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Linnan Yin Mansion.
The Yin Mansion is a mansion given to the Yin family by the late emperor. Although the mansion is not gorgeous, it displays domineering majesty everywhere, even the two stone lions at the entrance are extremely majestic.
The courtyard design of this mansion is well-proportioned. Among the carved beams and painted buildings, the cornices are rolled up, and the seven-color paintings are lifelike. Although it is already winter, there are also cold-resistant plants and flowers in the garden.
Yin Zhiyuan sat in the study, slowly unfolding the letter in his hand with his slender fingers, and saw a line of regular script written on it, saying: Senior brother is mourning the death of his brother, and I hope everyone can meet to relieve his pain. The last page of the letter is signed by Zifeng.
"Xuanyuan Yu is dead? What happened?" Yin Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes and whispered in confusion.
After doubts, he raised his eyes slightly and called: "Nighthawk."
"My subordinate is here." As soon as he finished speaking, a dark figure suddenly jumped out from somewhere in the room. He knelt in front of Yin Zhiyuan and nodded: "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
Yin Zhiyuan raised his hand slightly, his white robe unrolled like clouds and mist, he lowered his eyes and ordered: "Go to Yanbei immediately to find out why Xuanyuan Yu suddenly died suddenly."
"Yes!" Nighthawk got the order and was about to get up and leave. However, when he took a step forward, he was stopped by Yin Zhiyuan: "Have you not found out the news about Ling Xiaoruo yet?"
Nighthawk shook his head and said, "Not yet."
When Yin Zhiyuan heard this, his handsome eyebrows furrowed, he leaned on the back of the chair and waved lazily: "You go ahead."
"Yes!" Nighthawk flashed after receiving the order, and disappeared without a trace in the same instant as when he came.
Yin Zhiyuan raised a hand and placed it on his lips, and could not help but reveal the appearance of a woman in front of his eyes. She had black hair like a waterfall, black eyebrows like a painting, bright eyes with smoke, red lips and white teeth, and she was stunningly beautiful. Although she had never smiled at him, her charming smile appeared vividly before his eyes.
Recalling that deep night, he was really surprised when he saw her true face for the first time. He really didn't expect that under such an ordinary mask, there was a face that turned all living beings upside down.
Where did she go? Why haven't you contacted anyone from Ling Mansion? Is she okay?
"Zhiyuan, I made you a cup of Dahongpao." Just as he was thinking about it, the study door was slowly pushed open, and Anping's clever voice appeared in his ears.
Yin Zhiyuan followed the sound and saw that Anping was wearing a thin smoky color embroidered lotus jacket with mink fur rolled around the skirt. He was wearing a same-color Luo skirt with a carved jade pendant, which looked fresh and pleasant.
"You're here." Yin Zhiyuan arched his eyebrows and said with his usual faint smile towards Anping.
Anping walked in slowly with a tea cup in hand. After entering the room, she pushed away the cold wind outside the door. She placed the tea cup on the desk and said to Yin Zhiyuan: "Zhiyuan, try my tea making skills and see. See if there is any progress?"
Yin Zhiyuan smiled slightly, like a pearl in the sea. At the end of the night, he bent down and picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He said as if aftertaste: "The entrance is sweet, but the aftertaste is bitter, and it enters the throat. But it feels as warm as ginger juice. It is indeed the best of warm teas. It is brewed well and the tea aroma is fully revealed."
"Really?" When Anping saw Yin Zhiyuan praising her, he clasped his hands in front of his body and asked happily with round eyes: "Is it really that good?"
Yin Zhiyuan took another sip, put down the tea cup and nodded: "It's really good."
Anping's eyebrows were smiling, and he was extremely happy. He moved his light body slightly and sat on Yin Zhiyuan's knees. Because there was a slight weight on his knees, Yin Zhiyuan's smile froze slightly on his cheeks, but he didn't say anything. Voice.
"Zhiyuan" Anping raised her arms and circled Yin Zhiyuan's neck, and she whispered with her red lips pouting.
Yin Zhiyuan saw that her voice suddenly became softer, and then he turned his eyes and replied: "Huh?"
Anping narrowed his eyes and said in embarrassment: "Zhiyuan why do you think I'm not pregnant yet? Is there something wrong with me?"
As soon as he said this, Yin Zhiyuan, who was smiling like a spring breeze, suddenly stopped smiling. He raised his handsome eyebrows and asked softly: "Why did you say that?"
Anping kept lowering her head and twisting her skirt because she was shy. Naturally, she didn't notice the change in Yin Zhiyuan's face. She said awkwardly: "The second emperor's sister-in-law asked me today why she didn't see any movement in my stomach. She said she became pregnant a few months after we got married. I'm pregnant and I'm worried, so I came to ask you. Do you think there's something wrong with my body?"
The second emperor¡¯s sister-in-law also told her that if she was still not pregnant, she should go to the imperial doctor to check to see if there was anything wrong with her body.
Yin Zhiyuan¡¯s eyes were filled with Anping¡¯sHe turned his head and looked at the man next to him who was wearing black clothes and completely hidden in the night.
The ice-like expression on Zimo's face remained unchanged for thousands of years. He crossed his arms across his chest and said coldly: "She is not worthy of senior brother."
Ling Xiaoruo looked at the black-tongued man hiding in the night and had the urge to step forward and slap him twice. After not seeing him for so long, how could he still behave like this? Does he deserve to be imprisoned? What's up? It¡¯s really a dog trying to get rid of the mouse, so keep your nose in other people¡¯s business!
"I think it's quite a match, isn't it, sister-in-law?" Before Ling Xiaoruo finished slandering Zimo, she heard Xuanyuan Hong's voice suddenly sounded from behind her. Being frightened, she turned around in shock. He turned around and growled at the man standing behind him: "Why are you standing behind me so sneakily?"
Xuanyuan Hong shrugged his shoulders and said calmly: "I have been standing behind you for a long time, and I am very upright!"
It seems that his method really works. Women, after all, like such flowers and plants.
Ling Xiaoruo wrinkled his nose and eyes, raised his hand and pointed a finger at the tip of Xuanyuan Hong's nose. Just when he was about to curse, he saw a white figure standing in the bamboo forest not far behind Xuanyuan Hong. The figure who was once as elegant as the wind His figure is now full of desolation, and the flying fireflies light up his outline, adding a poignant beauty to the night.
How long has he been standing there?
Start with Xuanyuan Chen¡¯s sentence ¡°marry me¡±?
Yun Jingxuan stood among the green bamboo forest. His phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed. His body was slightly stooped due to the injury that had not yet healed. He stared at Zi Qing. There was deep pain hidden in his eyes that used to shine like stars. Like a deep ravine, it carries a tantalizing sadness.
He just looked at her steadily, as if he wanted to look into her heart.
Looking at his eyes, Ling Xiaoruo shrank for no reason, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the hand that was originally pointing at Xuanyuan Hong's nose slowly retracted in fear. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com